Chapter 5 Breach of contract

Alexis POV

Hayes returned from his place of work. As of this period, I lay on the bed almost lifeless due to hunger.

When he came to check up on me and he saw how vague I looked, he asked, "What is the matter? Why are you looking so drained?"

I managed to give him a reply. "I have not eaten anything since morning. I am dying."

Hearing that, he smirked. "Brace yourself, whore. This is just the beginning." He said.

And I was shocked at his response. "You are breaching the contract terms." Panic laced underneath my voice as I managed to glare at him.

"Who cares about the damn contract? You are trapped, Alexis. Be aware that you are in for long-term pain." He said with a terrifying voice.

"Ahh." I didn't know when that sound slipped out of my lungs due to the shock. My heart cut at the horror of his words. 'What have I unknowingly gotten myself into?'

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I was embarrassed, and I buried my face in shame. After his utterance, litters of clothes were on the floor beside my bed. I stepped down from the bed hurriedly and quickly picked up my clothes.

Wearing each to cover my shame, I rushed out of his room, and I ran into Mercy, one of his maids.

Mercy shot a deadly glare at me. "Did you steal something? Or are you trying to run away?" She arched one of her eyebrows.

"He asked me to go to the master bedroom." I replied in a low tone.

Mercy scoffed mockingly. "A whore like you can't sleep on the same bed with him. He is kind enough to give you the master bedroom. Others that were before you were sent out of this mansion after the first night." She explained.

I looked at her with displeasure. Letting the mockery sink into the depths of my body. It's not her fault. Assuming he met me as a virgin, things would have turned out differently.

"I will take you to the master bedroom. Follow me." She said, proceeding forward.

I followed her until we got there. She opened the door, and I went inside the room. The design of the room was lit. I closed the door behind me before moving ahead to sit on the bed.

The rest of the night, I couldn't sleep at all. I was buried in my thoughts, and I wished I had never been born into this world.

The next day.

Hayes opened the door without knocking. My eyes met with his as he stepped into the room. His lit shoe made a soft sound as he pressed the ground.

Closing the door behind him, he asked, "Did you enjoy your night?"

That question hit me differently. "Are you here to mock me?" I asked softly.

He grunted silently. "You have not given me an answer to the question I asked you. Or don't you know the man that deflowered you?" He raised his brows.

I grinded my teeth as pressure mounted on my chest. His question being a reminder of my past only made tears flow down my cheek. I stopped the tears, getting a hold of myself. I gave him a sharp response. "I don't know the man that deflowered me."

Hayes gazed at me with surprise. Without saying a word, he stepped out of the room.

Blinking my eyes, tears flowed down uncontrollably.

I sniffed in the catarrh obstructing my breath. Then, my phone started ringing. Alerting me, 'Who the heck is disturbing me?' I murmured in displeasure, picking up the phone to check it.

My eyes bulged with surprise as I read the name I used to save the contact. "Why the hell is he calling?" I spoke indistinctly, and I refused to pick up the call.

My phone rang several times, and it stopped for a while. After some minutes, the ringing continued, and this angered me. Making me pick up. "What's your problem? Why are you calling me?" I spoke with anger.

"Why else? Alexis." She strained with a pause.

But the voice I heard shocked me. The number was that of Alexander. Why am I hearing the voice of my stepsister, Veronica?

"Are you surprised it's me?" She asked when I didn't reply to her last statement.

"What do you want?" I asked fiercely.

"I called to check up on you after hearing of your new position as a renowned whore." She said mockingly.

I ended the call at once. "What nonsense! If I had known she was the one I wouldn't have picked up at all." Stating that, I hissed aloud.

Just then, my stomach rumbled silently. Touching it, it was hunger. 'What's happening? Why haven't I seen my food?' I thought in my head. That made me step down from my bed. I opened the door and stepped outside, hoping to meet up with any of the maids. Luckily, I met with Mercy.

"Excuse me, I have not been served food today. I hope there is no problem." I asked.

"There is no problem." Mercy responded harshly.

I returned to my room.

Another call came through my phone. Checking it, it was my father. I wondered what he was calling for.

"Hello," I said after picking up the call.

"Hello, Alexis. I hope you are enjoying your new home." He asked.

"What do you want?" I asked with an expectation that he would go straight to the point.

"There is a family meeting that is going to be held this evening. Make sure you are there."

"Okay." I replied and ended the call.